"My soul cries out unto the Lord saying, 'Rescue me, oh my Lord, for I am but a man, a sinner from birth! Let me not fall into utter darkness...far from Your divine hand!' and in the darkness I wait upon the Spirit of the Lord, for I know that He who hears all will not turn from me forever."
From time to time I fall into a state of reflection, contemplation, and self evaluating...this is one of those moments. In the course of current life events I find myself utterly useless and unable to bear the burden of facing my everyday struggles head on. Even worse is my loss of time spent in devotion to my God. I guess it would be more accurate for me to say "the one true God" as opposed to "my God" since 1) He is not only "my" God and 2) I hardly treat Him as such these days. Sure, I pray and occasionally read scripture and I sure talk a heck a lot about God and theology, but didn't also the Pharisees of old do the same?
Over the last few years I have grown and matured and changed my perspective on life time and time again...but I still have so far to go. Recently, I have begun to lose vision for my life, and as a result my perspective on the future (as well as the present...and maybe even the past) has grown dark and hopeless. Isn't it amazing what can happen to a man in a period of two weeks? Granted, most of this has probably just been festering in the back of my mind for quite some time, but recent issues have caused the revealing of them. I grow weary, I wonder about my ability to be on my own, to raise a family, to make an impact in people's lives...
Tonight I laid in my bed with my thoughts being all but silent and was unable to sleep...and the next thing I knew I was grabbing my phone and, after a quick tweet, found myself reading through the first four chapters of Genesis and thinking about God and the creation of man. I lit a candle in my room and began to pray. I prayed in a way that I haven't since June when I was in Amman, Jordan. Why? Because the greatest tragedy in my life right now is not all the issues and events going on my life...not the family deception...not the family members that are sick and dying. No, its that I have stood here thinking that I might be one of the few people in my family with his head on straight or of spiritual stature when I am the one who grieves the Spirit of God with my pride and my spiritual arrogance! There may be things that I am doing right...and I might be a person with a servants heart, but I am neglecting a holy righteous God! I have taken the Lord's name upon myself in vain, saying that I am a "man of God" when I show so little love and devotion to Him! What good is the knowledge that I have if I don't have the Spirit of the most high God dwelling within and around me? I have becoming nothing more a than a silhouette of my true self...darkness with just enough light to give shape and form to who I am.
